Why so timid?
And lack Confidence,
Shrinking like a shilly-shally;
Why the suffering from ailment of
Lassitude;
yet so snappy and sybarite;
Why so aloop?
And always worry about existence.
Why the search?
To differentiate shame,
And fame;
For the equal is shyness.
With a chosen eye,
and a bowedhead,
A very soft voice conveyed the price
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